I like it better, that way some other persons random post can't interrupt
the roleplay. :3
"I want you to wake the fuck up. Next time, I poke harder." Koda said rather rudely. He
just didn't want her falling asleep and not waking up, in his truck. He didn't want death
to come to mind when he saw his truck.
Soon, luckily, Koda could hear the familiar sound of rubber hitting the gravel in his
Uncle Morty's driveway. He pulled up behind his uncle's Honda and shut off the engine
before hopping out and going to carry the girl inside. He poked her again, just to be sure
she was awake, and then lifted her out of the seat and into his arms. He shut the door
with his knee and headed up the walkway, then the steps of the porch, and finally to the
front door of the two bedroom home. It recently caught on fire and there were some workers
there fixing the damage done to the right of the house, just by the master bedroom.
Luckily there wasn't much damage, so, his uncle could still live there. The siding looked
pretty bad even before the fire and now his uncle had an excuse to get off his lazy ass
and replace the old siding.
"Be a doll and knock on the door for me? My hands are kinda full."

As weary and doopey as Mel was she raised her hand and knocked on the mahogany door.
It was quite a lovely home actually, although you could tell some tragedy had occured!
Unable to hold her aching head Mel rested her cheek against Koda's chest.
She inhaled the scent of a tang of wild fur and summer nights.
Ever so carefully Mel looked up to make sure Koda didn't notcie she was.. smelling him
so to say?sorry that was so short I couldn't think of anything else
0.0

Koda had infact noticed her smelling him. He didn't mind it though, he was
sort of used to strange things. He was a "wolf man" after all. Can't get much weirder than
that.
It wasn't long after the girl knocked on the door that an older man with a chest-length
grey beard opened the door, wearing only underwear and a half-open robe.
"Oh, fuck me, Morty close your damn robe!" Koda growled at the older man, receiving a
glare from Morty.
"What the fuckin' hell are you doin' here this early in the mornin' boy?" Morty groaned as
he yanked the door open to reveal his god-son and some small girl. He rolled his eyes and
pulled the string on his robe a bit tighter as he stepped to the side to let them in.
"Well you're chipper as always, Uncle." Koda barked at the man. That was something he and
his uncle had in common, they could bicker, and yet they were still close. Koda loved
that. He walked past the kitchen and into the family room, waiting for his uncle to open
the door to his "examination room" for him. Once he did he sat Melanie carefully on the
little padded table and moved off to the side while Morty examined her.
"My names Morty and I'll be your doctor, yadda yadda, lay back and I'll fix you right on
up darlin'." Morty said to the dark haired girl. He walked over to a cabinet and pulled
out some supplies he'd need, such as a tweezer to get the bullet out, some achohol to
sterilize everything, needle and stitching yarn (I don't know the correct term and idgaf),
and bandages.
ffff he's a redneck doctor, did I mention that? XD

rednecks rock my world
Mel cautiously examined the tools with her eyes.
What are all the possible ways this man "Morty" could hurt her with these tools.
Mel's brain was searching through every crime scene case she'd ever studied, no not
likely.
Mel eased her buttocks onto the eamination table and closed her eyes, hopefully this would
be quick.
God only knows how much pain emotinally, and physically Mel could go through before she
cracked!
Within seconds Mel opened her eyes again and looked up at Koda with a scared expression.
Mel refused to show her fear, yet she really needed some comfort, it had been a long day!

Koda was waiting in the corner, patiently, until she looked up at him.
He'd seen the look before, only, in his sisters eyes. It tugged at his heartstrings,
though he wouldn't tell anyone that. He slowly made his way over to the girl and stood and
the head on the table, stroking her hair lightly to hopefully comfort her. That's what he
always did with his sister, so, it'd work on her too right?
As soon as Morty sterilized everything he moved over to the girl and sat all of the things
around her legs. He dug around in her wound, after numbing it with ice of course. He
wasn't a complete monster. It wasn't hard to find for someone as experienced as he, but,
it was making him rather impatient.
"You never told me how you got that wound, Mel." Koda whispered to the girl, trying not to
upset Morty. He hated to be disturbed by even the slightest of things when working.
"Can I call you Mel? I mean, is that alright?"

Koda came over and stroked Mel's hair, just as her Mother used to.
Oh Mom Mel thought to herslef!
Carefully Mel's left hand went searching for Koda's.
With relief that Morty didn't see the slight wave of affection surfacing through the room,
Mel squeezed Koda's hand.
"My M-Mom.." Mel began unable to explain to Koda what had happened.
It was as if within minutes her Mother was on the ground dead, as was her little brother
Cody.
All of them were gone and all that remained in the room were Mel and the man.
That's when she ran, faster then she'd ever ran before!

"Shhh, you don't have to tell me." Koda whispered to her before walking
over to the small couch in the room, grabbing a pillow, and walking back. He propped her
up and hopped onto the table with her, sitting the pillow in his lap for the girl to lay
her head on. He didn't care if Morty would think he was a big pussy, the girl needed
someone to be there for her. He could remember quite clearly how scared he was when his
sister was in a similar situation. For about an hour before Koda found out his little
sister was all alone, surrounded by a bunch of doctors and cops she didn't know. She just
needed someone and everyone just kept walking on. He shook his head to clear the memories
and resumed stroking the girls hair with his right hand, his left thumb grazing over her
cheek as he looked down at her. His hair was falling into his face, but he was used to it
and payed no attention to it.
"I'm almost done kids, I just need to stitch ya' up and bandage you. Hold still." Morty
called up to them, glancing up to them briefly before taking a second look with a confused
face. Since when did Koda give a shit about strangers? And why had he brought her to Morty
in the first place? Koda knew he only dealt with Werewolves and other supernaturals.
Humans were so easy he didn't even bother lately.

What the hell is wrong with me Mel thought to herself?
I mean seriously this isn't Jershey Shore, I'm not planning to sleep with this Koda guy,
I've just met him.
yet the other half of Mel's brain was aching for his touch, his lips loked soo soft.
SNAP OUT OF IT MEL! she though scolding herself!
"Oh.. and you can call me Mel by the way." she stuttered.
Alright enough of this bullcrap, I'll get betetr then bid by goodbye and settle in Ireland
or South Dakota somewhere FAR AWAY.
Mel jumped off of the table and then shrieked and fell to the floor.
Withotu even looking up at koda or Morty she tried t head for the door, dragging her body
against the cold wood.
"Honestly I'm much.. better! Thank you.. for everything-" she managed to mutter.

Koda grinned at the girl when she said he could call her Mel. She was
quite pretty, but she looked so young. He should ask her age, shouldn't he? Later. That's
when she jumped off the table. Koda jumped up after her and picked her up.
"Your stitches aren't even done, you're gonna hurt yourself even more. Now sit down and
stay there!" Koda demanded. He wasn't going to let her waltz right on out with a gaping
wound that had started bleeding from all the poking and prodding that Morty was doing.
Morty took Koda holding the girl down as his chance to quickly finish it up before tying
it off and snipping off the extra bits of stitching yarn (STILL DON'T KNOW WHAT IT'S
CALLED LOL).
"Now sit still so he can bandage you up." Koda stepped back from the girl, in front of the
door. He stood tall with his arms crossed over his chest, watching the girl and sparing a
few glances down to her thighs to see what his uncle was doing.

Mel chuckled, "No offense Koda but I'm a hell of a lot stronger
then you."
With a determined look on her face Mel tried to push Koda away from the door.
Yet he stood so incredibly satisfed with himself she choose not to ruin his fun.
"Oh alright, you win for now, please finish stitching me up and then I'll be
grabbing my tote bag, and I'll be wandering out of your lives."
Mel glances over at Morty and salutes him.
"Thanks so much Doc!"
And to you she looks at Koda, "Thank you." she says quietly.

When the girl questioned his strength, Koda just snapped. He let out a low
growl before rolling his eyes at the small girl.
"You know what? I was trying to help you and save you from losing your fucking leg or
something, but if that's how you want to be, then fine. Go. Don't bother coming back
because I will not be here for you." He practically yelled at her before turning
and leaving out of the examination room, slamming the door behind him.
Since he was a young boy he'd always been the strongest, the strongest of his family and
of his pack, his sort of extended family. Now some girl that looked like she couldn't even
open a jar of peanut butter was just going to come along and insult him like that? No, not
a chance. He didn't have to take that, especially when he went out of his way to help her.
He went out to his truck and laid in the seat, his arms under his head. He still had about
an hour and a half before he had to be a work and he needed to calm down or else he was
going to shift again.
"Well, how do you expect to pay me then? Because the way I see it, you're not getting
Koda's family discount now. Oh, and word of advice, he gets all bent out of shape when
people insult the only thing he thinks he has going for him. His strength. Maybe if he was
pack leader he'd feel differently, but whatever. I don't take credit by the way." Morty
grumbled, saying the part about the pack a bit lower than the rest, taking to himself
rather than her. It surprised him, Koda's little outburst. Morty knew that the pack leader
had been giving him a lot of grief lately, but it wasn't like him to yell at a woman.

Mel was a mi between shocked and pleased with herself.
Mostly pleased, yet she did feel guilty, shed never made a man crumble down to
well crumbs!
Mel stood a bit straighter and walked with a bit of a longer stride towards the door.
"I suppose he'll be out and about so, alas Morty I'll be out searching for him." Mel
declared.
Where would a man like Koda go to for refuge?
of course his monster of a car.
From the first instint Mel had see the monster, she knew THAT was his baby!
So Mel headed to where the car was parked hoping to nto start a war with Koda.
When she arrived she softly knocked on the glass window frame.

"Haven't you had enough fun poking and prodding at my ego yet, little
girl?" Koda grumbled as he opened the door to his truck and hopped out, heading around the
back of the house to his uncles backyard. His uncle probably wanted them to go but in this
instant Koda didn't care. He sat on one of the worn metal benches in near the rose garden
that his aunt, whom was out of town, loved so dearly. She spent most of her time
gardening, which was fine by Morty. He didn't have to listen to her bitch about his job or
his family then.
Koda couldn't understand girls like her, or even boys around her age. All through high
school they always picked on him because he was taller and well built than they were.
Maybe if he were on the football team it would have been accepted but no, they didn't like
him because he was different. That was still a bit of a sore spot for him, and even though
he should not of given her the satisfaction of blowing up like that it made him feel
better.